8th Day of Firemoot,
Moonday
The group retraced their steps to Conyberry and headed eastward along
the Triboar Trail.
Setting up camp for the night, Gimli took 2nd watch. He soon
grew bored and wandered off from the campfire in search of herbs, in the dark.
Startled but ready for action he was ready when the Owlbear charged him but
missed timed his swing trying to trip the creature up.
It’s beak ripped into Gimli as it passed. Gimli ran for the camp and managed to awaken them as the Owlbear charged into the camp.
Gimli was badly injured but the Owlbear succumbed to the myriad of blows struck by the group members surrounding the creature.
Packing camp up quickly the group made an early start. They soon came
across 3, unsaddled horses at the side of the road. Gimli approached cautiously
and gained the horses trust. He noticed they all had a brand on the rump B.A.K.
The horses were tied using Lionel’s rope. He volunteered to stay and watch the horses as the group carried on.
Shortly after the group could see a farmstead to the left of the Triboar Road, nestled between two hills.
Butterskull Ranch |
Droop indicated to Heimund that he had found something. Orc tracks. Could be 2 days old. Didn’t know how many. The group advanced with great caution. Using the tree line as cover they approached the main farm building.
Beorwulf, who had been leading, headed over to check out a small outbuilding. Gimli, worried by some dead ground beyond the outbuilding kept a wary eye on it for danger. Fargrim and Bandur approached a window. Hagnulf headed for another. Looking inside he saw a door close but not who or what had closed it.
Heimund spotted an Orc and charged, Droop took cover behind a tree.
Heimund had failed to notice until he charged round the corner that it wasn’t just 1 Orc but 12. Gimli charged in to support Heimund.
Bandur had managed to get Fargrim on his shoulders and he entered the building, he was in a kitchen of sorts. Bandur with a last push had fallen down. Hagnulf retreated and fired an arrow. Heimund and Gimli were surrounded. Orcs poured round the building and charged into Hagnulf and Beorwulf and Orc charged towards the prone Bandur.
Hagnulf disengaged, fired, disengaged, fired. Slowly taking down Orc after Orc.
A quick search of the farm resulted in a cash of money, a chain mail suit of armour, and a human, bound and tied, badly beaten in the cellar. They released him and he introduced himself as Big Al Kalazorn, former adventurer and sheriff of Triboar. He had settled here some 5 years ago, hired on some ranch hands and with his prize cow Petunia made the butter skulls, protected by wax, they could see on the shelves in the cellar. He sold these for a handsome profit.
Kalazorn let them keep the money they found and the chainmail suit. They also confirmed his farm hands were dead, plus some 16 Orcs. Kalazorn was worried. Over 40 Orcs had attacked the farm. Leading them was an Orc with a skull staff and a goatshead with horns helmet. Fargrim and Hagnulf recognised the description of the Orc Shaman that they had encountered at the Dwarven Excavation.
Finding Petunia took some time but she was found safe and well. Kalazorn asked the group to escort him to Phandalin. There was nothing here for him now. They agreed to do so in the morning after they had healed but first they buried Gimli on the small rise to the rear of the outbuilding his money and goods distributed amongst them all. For his devotion Droop was given a light crossbow and a Warhammer, formerly owned by Gimli.
The group healed, ate and awoke refreshed. They left early, collecting Lionel on the way. The walk back along the Triboar Trail to Phandalin was slow but sure.
10th Day of Firemoot, Wineday
Uneventful day.
12th Day of Firemoot, Fireday
Uneventful day. Arrive Phandalin.
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